George needs to go

Phoenix AZ

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I adopted an Italian Greyhound six months ago, and it's been torture! Haha, no seriously. Hell pure hell, I'm not going to lie to you. Believe me when I say "It's not me, its him." I have raised many a dog from pup up, and this time, I just can't. Poor George is trouble with a capital T. The humane society said he's two, I believe he might be a bit younger, he's chipped and of course the name can just be changed on that. George has many issues, I want whom ever chooses him to first look and read about Italian greyhounds, had I done that first,.. I would not have chosen him. I am a senior and his issues are just too much for me to enjoy him. It seem George suffers from eeeeeeeeeverything, he's nervous and has anxiety issues, he chews, destoys eeeeeeverything in his path, Including two sets of blinds, my good luggage, and several pairs of shoes. He has separation anxiety so bad he barks and howls thee whole time I'm gone. The neighbors, security, haha, everyone has complained about this poor dog. No traveling, hotel stays, outings, he hates and shakes and barks through all of it. This is my last chapter basically, I do not want to spend it with this dog. LOL I want to get out and about and apparently poor George can't stand it. Did I mention George is a lapdog? He's funny, gorgeous, and happy happy happy (well, when he's not shaking). He's a beautiful specimen, he really is. And SO fun when he's not being an ass hole! If you are interested in George, I will meet you somewhere to meet him, however not at my place, "tap tap, no trade back!" applies here.